Thursday, June 16, 2011
Potts Camp News
Large crowd attends Temperance Hill homecoming
A large crowd attended a homecoming held Sunday, June 5, at Temperance Hill Baptist Church. The Seminole String Band played for them from Seminole, Ala.
Thanks to Lela Hale, who stopped for a short visit on Wednesday and brought a delicious plate of food. She was en route to Blue Mountain College. They are wonderful friends.
Get well to Diane Clayton, a special friend who has returned home from Oxford Hospital.
I was happy to receive a copy of the Marshall County Genealogical Society Ma-gazine. It was very interesting. Thanks to Sylvia Akin, editor. She is a special friend (also her family before her). It had a picture of my dad, Benton Potts, and his parents, brothers and sisters, Oct. 30, 1941, in it. My grandfather, J.A. Potts, was the grandson of the first Potts Camp settler, Col. E.F. Potts. Grandma was Nancy Helen Powell. I loved my grandparents.
God did not promise days without pain, laughter without sorrow or sun without rain. But God did promise strength for the day, comfort for the tears and a light for the way and for all who believe in His kingdom above, He answers their faith with everlasting love.
I have no hands but your hands to do my work today. I have no feet but your feet to lead men on their way. I have no tongue but your tongue to tell men how I died. I have no help but your help to bring men to God’s side.
1. Whoever sees his brother in need and shuts up his heart from him, how does the love of God abide in him? I John 1:17.
2. Tell a hungry soul about God today! The child of God who knows the good tidings of the Gospel does wrong if he doesn’t pass it on to others!
Anytime someone does a kindness for anyone, they could be acting as God’s angel unaware! That God has sent them there is answer to someone’s prayers. Angels unaware are everywhere waiting for God to send them an answer to their prayer.
Thank you, God, for sending us angels to help us unaware. Lord, I pray that you will let me be an angel unaware to answer someone’s prayer.
A Potts Camp teacher asked her students, “Who is the governor of our state?” One little boy said, “I know, it’s Harry Jones!” He knew that Mr. Jones was the person his mother paid their utilities to, and that he took care of the water tanks and churches.
Harry, who was once a brakeman for the Frisco Railroad, had a garage and filling station on Center Street. When a train stopped at the crossing downtown, Harry was always there. He loved trains!
A lovely, tall girl from Amory came to Potts Camp to teach school for two years. Her name was Miss Rose. They married a few years later and came back to Potts Camp. They had three special daughters, Betty Rose, Frances (wonderful friends) and Kathryn.
They are all active members of the Potts Camp Methodist Church. Rose and Ruth Powell, my cousin, received gold pins for teaching 50 years in the children’s department.
When the Burlington Northern bought out the Frisco Railroad in the 1960s, they made a special train and called it “Sunset View.” About 50 special people were invited to ride from Memphis to Amory and enjoy lunch in the dining room on the wonderful new train. Henry Jones was the only one in this area who was invited on the trip. As it passed through town, people would say “There goes Harry!” Miss Rose, a school teacher, planned a train trip for her third grade and other classes. Our son Danny was in the group who rode the train, along with some parents and other teachers. I was a lunchroom worker, so I watched as they rode through Potts Camp.
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